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We turn to Zoe to get her take, but she glues her eyes to the diamond-tiled floor.

“Any suggestions, sweetheart?”

“Just one.” She looks up at us, and those green eyes look like they could cut stone. “Next time, don’t act like I’m a stranger, like we never met three years ago at Teagan’s masquerade.”

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BULLWHIP

She throws open the door,heels clacking so hard against the tiled floor that they shake the very foundations of the casino.

Probably not the best idea to all funnel out one after the other, but we have no choice.

Telling her would’ve complicated things, but actually, her being pissed off might work in our favor if she never chooses to see us again.

After all, God only introduces goddesses into your life sparingly.

Before undressing her, I was convinced it was all a plan. Her seducing us in a public bathroom could’ve been step one of three. People could’ve walked in, and she could’ve bullshitted that we were assaulting her—game over for Venom Vultures.

I risked it anyway, to sink my fingers into her tight, wet pussy again. Her honeyed scent still lingers on my hands. Fuck, I could bottle that stuff up and take it home.

Now, given that she’s done a runner, I think otherwise.

“Zoe!” shouts Poet.

“Probably best not to yell her name like that, man,” says Wrangler.

We maneuver around bodies, and some turn our way. We didn’t even wash our hands—I hope they can’t smell sex.

I search the crowd for her, but she’s nowhere to be seen. Poet and Wrangler branch off to search different parts of the casino.

“What’s up, fella?” A hand flies out in front of me. One I’m about to shove past until I recognize the British accent.

Paul.

I straighten my shoulders. “How’s it going?”

“You’re looking for Zoe? Fernando’s wife? What was that all about earlier?”

I force nonchalance into my voice. “What’s that?”

“You four all hiding away down one of my empty corridors.”

I’d rather it be that than the bathroom situation.

“Oh.” I relax my expression.ThisI don’t entirely have to bullshit. “We couldn’t find you, but wedidrun into Zoe, his wife, so we asked her if she knew anything about the money.”

“Ah, you boys are as bad as Grizzly when it comes to not dropping stuff.” Paul chuckles to himself, and then pulls me aside away from the crowd of people. “If you really wanna know…” His eyes search mine. “I’m in the process of buying one of his properties. He sent Warren Warrington to me, and I handed over a portion of the money.”

“Cash?”

“Yes.”

I narrow my eyes. He’s a smart guy. Knows as well as I do that large sums of cash are only handed over if somebody doesn’t want it traced. Nobody buys property cash-in-hand.

He’s lying.

“Anyway.” He thuds me on the back. “It’s prime time. I have business to attend to.” He starts walking away from me, but then turns back around. “Word of advice. Keep away from Felix Fernando, and more importantly his wife, if you know what’s good for you.”

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